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There once lived a princess, locked away in a castle. She was waiting for her own Prince Charming. She wanted someone who could sweep her off her feet and put her head over heels in love. So she waited and waited.1
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A bead of sweat rolled off my forehead, and fell onto the black and white board. My heart was thundering against my ribcage, daring to break through. My hand shaking, I lifted it moving my requested piece. The king stared acr
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by Much-Dipstick 700 words, 21 comments, on Sep 23 2:05 PM 2008. In Court, Descriptive, Food, King, Poison
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Her deathly glare leaves you unsteady/With chills down your spine/As her fingers trace your very soul/You breathe your last breath
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